Jiang Yao was said like this, and immediately thought about it, and said with a dry cough of shame: "The widow may be in a bad mood that day, and he has made a mistake about Baili Gongzi, so it's good that Gongzi doesn't take it to heart." ”

Jiang Yao turned around and walked down, yawned, leaned lazily on the chair, and sat beside Jiang Yao.

The slaves and maids served tea, and he looked at Jiang Yao and said, "If you don't go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, I'm afraid what is the matter with the emperor?" ”

"The widow is staying here tonight, do you think it's okay?"

Baili's eyes suddenly deepened, and he was just about to speak, when Jiang Yao stopped him: "Don't think about it, the widow just wants you not to live in such embarrassment." ”

He chuckled knowingly, he knew that Jiang Yao would be like this, but there was still a trace of expectation in his heart.

"Why does the emperor do this to Baili?"

Jiang Yao smelled the aroma of Gu Zhu's purple bamboo shoots, she picked up the cup, blew lightly on the bowl and said, "Do you want to listen to the truth or falsehood." ”

"What is a lie? What is the truth? ”

"Lies naturally make the harem jealous of you, and the widow thinks it's very interesting, put it in the truth......"

Such a lie is like the truth in Baili You's eyes, isn't her purpose for this?

Jiang Yao took a sip of tea, put the cup on the table, looked at Baili You's eyes, and smiled at the corner of her lips: "The widow needs a spice, the kind that can be happy." ”

Baili You's heart was shocked, if this is an ordinary person looking for him to concoct, it is just another plan, but this Jiang Yao is the master of a palace, the dignified emperor, he wants that man is not a matter of hand, why use such means?

"Baili can be modulated, but it's just ......"

Baili You's careful thoughts and hesitant eyes had already been seen by Jiang Yao, and she chuckled and said: "In exchange for sincerity, the widow can promise you a wish, as long as the widow can do it, you can do it." ”

Instead of talking about feelings, Jiang Yao still likes this mutually beneficial way, but Baili You thinks this method is very novel, "How does the emperor plan to use it?" ”

Jiang Yao's expression was dark, and he didn't mean to say it, and suddenly there was no joy on his face, and he looked at him coldly, "It's better not to ask what you shouldn't ask." ”

Baili was interested, looking at Jiang Yao's resolute expression, and no longer asked, "Okay, I'll just come out, and keep my wish for later." ”

Jiang Yao smiled and said, "Maybe one day you fall in love with a little palace maid, you can ask the widow to let you out of the palace." ”

Her half-joking words made Baili You very helpless, Jiang Yao was resting in his hall, and Bai Liyou was busy in the incense hall.

Jiang Yao glanced at his figure, Liu Shangyi fanned her feather fan, Jiang Yao lay on the chaise longue and said slowly: "The widow sleeps, and it is called the mourning family." ”

"Yes."

Ling Tilt Palace.

Murong Chen was in the courtyard, tidying up the medicine shelves, putting the herbs on them, and spreading them out to dry.

Feng Ying covered his chest at this time, ran in with a pale face, looked panicked, and sat opposite Murong Chen as soon as he came in, grabbed a cup of tea, and drank it with a grunt.

Murong Chen was busy crushing the medicinal herbs, and only glanced at the person who was holding the teapot, cocking his orchid fingers, and was covered in the aroma of fat powder, and knew that it must be Feng Ying who came again.

"Did you hear the news? Zhu Cangchen resigned and left the palace. ”

"Hmm."

"I finally survived until the day when I came out, Zhu Cangchen no longer pressed on my head, but now I was disturbed by a Mo Fan."

Speaking of this, Feng Ying gritted her teeth with hatred, she never thought that Mo Fan would be so powerful.

Murong Chen was on the table in the courtyard, and continued to grind the herbs, crushing them back and forth over and over again, and the blue-green branches and leaves that flowed out fell into the small bowl, and he carefully peeled the herbs out.

He replied to Feng Ying, "Sooner or later." ”

Feng Ying locked her eyebrows, her eyes were blazing, and she was dripping and skewering in her eye sockets: "Why do you say that when Mo Fan was favored in Jing'an Temple, Zhu Cangchen came here, could it be that Mo Fan deliberately competed for favor?"

"He? If he had such a skill, he would not have knelt stupidly outside the Imperial Phoenix Palace for so many days, and there was nothing he could do. ”

"And why do you say all this?"

Murong Chen stopped what he was doing, recalling the day in Jing'an Temple, that day Jiang Yao was puzzled by all kinds of words, and Zhu Cangchen's lost soul made him panic for a while.

I don't know what happened in the backyard of Jing'an Temple that day, and I don't know why Master Yuanzhu looked for Jiang Yao, it seems that there is only a layer of window paper left to see what is inside, but I just can't see it clearly, I can't think through it.

"The Queen Mother has had that thought about him from the beginning, but because of Zhu Cangchen, she has not been favored."

"That shouldn't be, if Mo Fan competes for favor, now that the Queen Mother has lost her heart, the first thing to break is Mo Fan's face, there were so many examples before, who dares to offend Zhu Cangchen in the realm of the harem now."

Feng Ying couldn't understand the current situation, so Murong Chen put the herbs in the medicine trough and continued to grind.

"Mo Fan is from the Mo family, is your merit as a Mo family in vain?"

Feng Ying frowned and asked puzzledly, "You said charm...... Merit? ”

Murong Chen raised his eyebrows, and looked at Feng Ying deeply without saying a word, Feng Ying pinched the orchid and pointed at her sideburns, and said, "Do you say that's the case?" ”

"It's the charm on the bed, but it's not you, you're thinking too simply, no wonder you can't get out now."

Feng Ying sneered, frowned unhappily and pouted, "What's that?" At that time, the Queen Mother was not for me, she hid from Zhu Cangchen and came to me to have fun, why am I not as good as a person from the Mo family. ”

He couldn't figure out how he had no advantage now that he was a singer in Tsing Yi, but he knew women better than women.

Murong Chen didn't raise his head and said: "That's not what you left behind in the first place, there is this kind of disaster, and you can only blame yourself." ”

"You ......"

Feng Ying didn't expect to be kind enough to come over to deliver a message, but now she was ridiculed by Murong Chen, and she didn't have much joy today. Feng Ying was not annoyed, brushing the love silk between her temples, cocking her orchid fingers, and holding the tea cup handed over by Yuan Feng.

"I'm also trying to make the queen mother happy, it's just a last resort, if everything can be left to me, I also want to take over the harem alone, but I'm from a poor background, and everyone laughs at me for being a play."

"So what? You see, Bai Yu, who dares to laugh at him as a prostitute? ”

"That's different, people are the owners of brothels, but this first night was given to the emperor, do you say it can be the same?"

Feng Ying leaned on the back of the chair, cocked Erlang's legs, took a sip of tea, cleared his throat, he pinched the medicinal herbs with his orchid fingers, and smacked his tongue in his mouth.

"Look at you, you can only pour these medicinal materials now, but you don't know that the emperor ordered a hundred miles to go to bed tonight."

"What did you say!"

Murong Chen was still grinding herbs, and as soon as he heard this, he immediately stood up, and gradually with anger in his eyes, he slapped the table and glared at Feng Ying angrily.

Feng Ying covered her mouth suddenly, and said in fright: "What are you doing, scared people to death." If you want to find it, go to that Baili You, it was he who robbed your emperor, but it has nothing to do with me. ”